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Lords of the North

Wednesday, February 7th, 2007

Lords of the North a novel by Bernard Cornwell.

This novel is the third installment of in the series: “The Saxon Tales”—the previous titles were The Last Kingdom and The Pale Horseman. Set in the late 800’s in Britain the series deals with the life of Uthred, the son of a Northumbian lord who was raised by Danes and is now a warrior for Alfred the Great. In the novels, Uthred’s travels between the Danes(pagans) and the Saxons(Christians) fighting for and against each, all in an effort to reclaim his rightful estate in Northumbra which was usurped by his uncle. In the process he is party to the avenging of several wrongful deaths and, some what reluctantly, helping Alfred unite Britain while sharing his adventures with a variety of characters, real and fictional. There are plenty of battles and sword fights where men meet their demise in very nasty ways.

Cornwell writes an excellent novel and has based this series on what is known about this era of British history using a combination of fictional characters with real ones against historical facts and places. This combination gives the reader some idea of the times but, better still, makes for a page turner—I completed the 314 page novel in a couple of sittings because I couldn’t put it down. The only problem is that, now with this entry in the series finished, I have to wait another year to see what will happen next. (Cornwell hints that there are other novels to come so the next book–ala Harry Potter–will probably not end it.) At least the novels are being narrated by an eighty-year old Uthred so we know he survives his adventures.

This series, btw, is not Cornwell’s first as he has done four other series plus a few other novels. Perhaps, he is best known for his 20-novel “Sharpes Series” which takes Richard Sharpes through the Napoleonic wars and was made into a ITV/ BBC TV movie last year.

The Man Watching

Thursday, February 1st, 2007

The Man Watching: A Biography of Anson Dorrance the Unlikely Architect of the Greatest College Sports Dynasty Ever by Tim Crothers. This book is about the coach of the University of North Carolina Women’s soccer team, in case you didn’t know.

With a title like that, especially the latter part, you can expect a book that is biased—especially since the author is also a UNC grad who not only covered the soccer team as an undergrad newspaper reporter but was given total access to the team while writing. Well, it is. While Dorrance is an excellent motivator and has great success, winning 18 national championships through 2005, he also has had the benefit of having been in college soccer from the beginning and, because of his success, securing some of the best female soccer players in the country. Not to downplay his success, but he takes the most skilled players, runs them through a program that is designed to take them to the highest level of fitness and then incorporates them into a system that is handed down from team to team. There are probably a lot of coaches that would consistently win under like circumstances. (Of note: He also coached the men’s team until 1989 and did not have the same success–never winning the NCAA’s and only getting to the final four once.)

That being said, the book is a good read for anyone interested in how a coach can motivate and grow a successful women’s program. As a former coach of girls, I see a lot of those things that he uses that I used successfully as well (and some that, given that my personality differs from his, wouldn’t have worked). While the book is not necessarily a blue print for successful coaching, it offers options. Interesting, comparing this book with Geno Auriemma’s book (see A Good Read under what I’m reading), you will see how there are similarities of style. Basically, the premise of both is that coaching, especially motivation, is different from that of men and a man trying to do this needs to adopt different methods to succeed. Maybe the best thing about both books is that both deal with how the coach’s growing up effected they way they coach. This is probably the best lesson anyone can take away from these biographies: to coach well, you have to do what works best for you. You can adopt but you also have to adapt.

Also, if you’re a big Tar Heel soccer fan, you probably want it in your library.

Nature Girl

Monday, January 15th, 2007

Nature Girl by Carl Hiassen.

I’m a big fan of Carl Hiaasen, having read not only all 11 of his novels but his two nonfiction collections of columns and expose of Disney World. (On the other hand, I must admit to not having read either of his kid’s books or having seen the movie, Hoot, which was made from one.) I like the way he takes a subject near and dear to his heart—primarily the rape of South Florida—and then uses a bizarre plot and wacky characters to get his point across. Maybe the reason I enjoy this kind of writing is because it follows closely the way I like to plot my stories.

In Nature Girl, the main theme is telemarketing harassment—in this case a mother trying to teach an especially obnoxious telemarketer a lesson in courtesy. In the process he brings in Jesus freaks, ecological tourist tours, marriage infidelity, and sexual stalking with just enough mayhem to make the reader keep turning pages—and stay up until 2 am to finish the book. Sure his plot may come out of left field and his characters are strange but this doesn’t mean it can’t happen and the people couldn’t exist. The combination, along with his writing style, are what make his novels so enjoyable and plausible—certainly not great literature, but worth reading. On the other hand, while I don’t think this is his best—there is no “Governor” and Sammy Tigertail is not a good replacement—but it definitely is in the top 11. Skinny Dip, the novel that preceded this, was much better and if you aren’t familiar with his work, one that I’d recommend as a good start. This doesn’t mean ignoring Nature Girl, it will keep you going until he writes his next.

A Season in Dornoch

Wednesday, January 10th, 2007

A Season in Dornoch, Golf and Life in the Scottish Highlands, by Lorne Rubenstein. This book was a birthday gift from my oldest who thinks I should be reading more about golf. However, like it’s subtitle says, it is not strictly a golf book and whether you’re a golfer or not, you will find something to enjoy in it. In fact, if you were to read it just for the golfing information, you might be sorely disappointed. Rubenstein writes about three months in the summer of 2000 that he spent in the Scottish Highlands at Dornoch, ostensibly to play the local golf course, Royal Dornoch Golf Club—a links course on the edge of the North Sea. There is enough golf information to make this a good read for a golfer but there is more to the book than that—it includes a history of the area of Scotland as well as a look at the people who live there now. Rubenstein and his wife, Nell (a nongolfer btw) explore the area and Lorne writes fairly extensively about the “Highland Clearances”—the removal of the local farmers(crofters) by the Duke of Sutherland to make room for sheep in the early 1800’s. To someone unfamiliar with Scotland, this is an intriguing and sad piece of its history.

Rubenstein is a good writer whether about golf—he is, after all, a golf writer having written books with many of the top teachers/ players of the game as well as coauthored A Disorderly Compendium of Golf (see “what I’m reading”) and plays to a three handicap—or describing the scene from the top of Ben Bhraggie. In between, you will get into the mind of a golfer as well as meet some of the people that make Scotland an interesting place to visit. I highly recommend this book to anyone whether a golfer or no, it is a good read. I guarantee you’ll find something to make you keep turning pages.

A Disorderly Compendium of Golf

Thursday, December 14th, 2006

Wisdom, Folly, Rules, Truths, Trivia, and More

Do you know how to figure a golf handicap? (Turns out it requires a degree in advanced mathematics or good computer program but anyway…) How about how to get on the St. Andrews golf course? These, plus several hundred other bits and pieces of information are found in this book by Lorne Rubenstein and Jeff Neuman. Filled with, mostly, one and two page bits of minutiae, this book will let you in on 378 pages of things about the game and those who played it that you never thought you would want to know. (Ingredients in the famous Pimento sandwiches sold at the Masters?) If you into golf or are into the trivial or into trivia about golf, this is a great book to have handy. (Want to know the correct way to play the various gambling games of golf?) It is available in paperback from Workman Publishing—I found my copy in the books section of Wegman’s.

The Echoing Green

Thursday, October 26th, 2006

The Untold Story of Bobby Thomson, Ralph Branca and the Shot Heard Round the World, by Joshua Prager. My youngest daughter gave this book to me for my last birthday since she thought, correctly, that I must have been around for this game on October 3, 1951. Not only was I around for it, I remember watching it in black and white on a TV set in Bobby Lawler’s living room with a collection of other guys my age. I also remember praying that the Giants would come back against the hated Dodgers to win this last game of the National League playoff.

While I was then and am to this day, a Braves fan—they being in Boston at the time—growing up only 90 miles from NYC, I had to adopt one of the clubs there when my Braves weren’t doing well—a common occurrence in the late ‘40’s and early 50’s. Since I was also an ABY fan (Anybody But the Yankees) this meant opting for one of the metropolitan National League team. That team was the Giants. And, as any Giant fan worth his salt knows, if you rooted for the Giants, you hated the Dodgers—unless, of course, they played the Yankees in the World Series, in which case you had to root for a NL team. So, it was that I found myself asking God to allow the Giants to, somehow, come back against those Dodgers. It is one of the few times that my faith has been immediately rewarded.

Therefore, I was excited to get a book that looks, in depth, at one of the events I remember so well from my past—right up there with my marriage, the birth of my kids, the death of my father, and JFK’s assassination. While I am enjoying the story—at this point I’m about half way through it—I am finding the author’s writing a bit hard to follow.

When one is reading for pleasure, it is nice to be ably to read along without having to stop and ponder what in hell that last sentence means. Try this one: “The gods of baseball had what to work with.” I’m still trying to figure out that sentence, which appeared on p15—is there a question mark and/or a “that” missing? Mostly, however, Prager often writes as if he’s doing dialogue for Yoda. Take this sentence: “”It was the maligned Thomson who won for Durocher his debut, a pinch-single with two out in the eight giving New York a 6- 5 win.” Then there is this: “Ott was out, thrown a sinecure beside farm director Carl Hubbell in the front office.” Now I’ve a pretty good vocabulary but I had to look up the meaning of “sinecure” and, when I did, still am not sure how it was “thrown” at Mel Ott.

These are only a couple of examples, there are many others. My overall impression is that either English is a second language for Prager (actually not the case as his parents were from NYC, but then again…) or he needed, and didn’t get, a good editor. At any rate, this writing is a good example of what can be done when one has a word processing computer and, I guess, we’re going to have to get used to it.

Which is too bad, because the story is a good one and Prager has done a lot of research on not only the game itself but the principals and the times surrounding them. Take the information that the Giants had a coach in the clubhouse with a spyglass stealing the catcher’s signs and relaying them to the batter—Thomson may well have known what pitch Branca was sending his way. Not only is this written up, but Prager gives personal background information about those who proposed the spying, supplied the glass, and wired the bell. It is all good stuff and interesting, too bad it isn’t easier to read.

From an historical point, the book is interesting. Just don’t expect to sit down a breeze through it. Frankly, I’ve found mathematics texts that were easier reading.

A good read

Tuesday, January 31st, 2006

I just finished reading a good book: Geno, In Pursuit of Perfection by Geno Auriemma, the women’s basketball coach at the University of Connecticut. While I’m not a big reader of sports books, especially those that are written “with” help, what drew me to this particular book was that Geno coaches a gender and sport that I once did and I’ve always enjoyed watching his teams play. I wasn’t disappointed. Geno is outspoken and does not pull any punches. For the casual reader who isn’t aware of what goes on, there may seem to be a bit too much paranoia on his part concerning the behind the back sniping at him and his players, but most is justified. I know because I’ve been there.

When Title IX of the Education law went into effect in 1972 specifying that there could be no sexual discrimination in sports it created a crisis for those schools, college and secondary, which had to establish basketball teams for females: there was a dearth of coaches. With only a few exceptions, the women who had played basketball prior to ’72 had only played the 3 on 3, half court, offense/defense only, version. Few had played the 5 on 5 sport that was being adopted. As a result, administrators and athletic directors had three options when it came appointing a coach; they could hire a female with no knowledge of the game and let her flounder, a female to front for a male assistant, or a male with experience. Most took choice number two or three.

(In the school where I taught there were only two female physical education teachers, neither of whom ever played the 5 on 5 game nor who were interested in coaching it. On the other hand, there was a huge pool of male teachers who had played basketball, many of whom had coached it at some level. Since it was specified in the written agreement with the teachers’ association that coaches had to come from within the school system, the AD had only one choice, the coach would have to be a man. Luckily the person chosen was more than willing to move from coaching varsity boys to girls and was very successful. It wasn’t until nearly 20 years and four other male coaches had come and moved on that a female was finally available to take the job. She happened to have been a local graduate who had played for the man she replaced. )

As the years passed and more women played and then moved into the coaching ranks, there has grown, especially in the hierarchy of the sport where women were in control, a resentment against those men who are still coaching. How do I know it exists? I’ve been there, I’ve seen it and I’ve felt it. For those that are interested in looking it is evident in the NCAA game as well. Take Geno for example. He has won 5 national championships, sent players to the WNBA and/or to pro teams all over the world, has produced half a dozen Olympic players and, yet, has been passed over to coach the Olympic team and become a bigger part of the sport. To read his book is to see also how he is not really a part of the network that runs the college game. In fact, you get the impression there are some who would just as soon he’d disappear.

If anyone really needs further evidence that this resentment exists, all they need to do is watch the seeding for the NCAA women’s basketball tournament—something that is done by the hierarchy. No matter how good a male-coached team is, those that have a chance to get to the Final Four are always seeded to play against each other before they reach that level. There is a conscious effort on the part of the seeding committee to make sure there will be no chance that two teams which are coached by males will meet in the Finals. It’s never going to happen.

Enough said. Read the book. If you are a teacher, coach, or fan, you’ll get some insight into the game, those who play it and who coach it. Its a good read.